78. Fences

The guard, as if to spite Henry, pulled my hair with even more force. 

Henry's movements became grander, while I still clenched my teeth together.

"He is having these every so often." A man said loudly. It was the only guy who had hair under the group of baldies that came with us. 

"Only uncuffing helps, or waiting."

The guard gripping my hair chuckled. 

"Yeah, uncuffing. Sure." He punched in my face with full force, I think he broke my nose.

"HEY!" Henry roared.

Other guards were boarding the bus, asking where the problem lay.

"Just a little inconvenience." The guard spoke.

His punch had really stopped my seizure at last. Didn't hinder me from being furious, though.

"Get them out!" The other guards started to uncuff the prisoners, while 'my' guard pressed some tissue against my nose, only harming me more. I made sure to burn his face into my mind. He would definitely get that back.